Leg Man
Watching the subtle streaks
on the inner glass, only visible
under precise light and vintage,
I wonder who’ll appear on this blind date?
The wine is the skirt, the source
of those shapely apparitions.
Will her legs be as nice?
Her dress as purple?
Her song as delicate
as the crystal aria?
This isn’t the first glass
that’s sat beside me tonight
and I fear I’ll be too drunk
by the time she arrives.
About Bartholomew Barker
Bartholomew Barker is an organizer of Living Poetry, a collection of poets in the Triangle region of North Carolina where he has hosted a monthly feedback workshop for more than decade. His first poetry collection, Wednesday Night Regular, written in and about strip clubs, was published in 2013. His second, Milkshakes and Chilidogs, a chapbook of food inspired poetry was served in 2017. He was nominated for a Pushcart Prize in 2021. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he lives and writes poetry.
Bartholomew Barker, Poet 
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Thank you very much.
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I love seeing the artists work 🤗
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Thanks! If you can read my handwriting, you’ll see what revisions were made between inspiration and posting.
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Thanks for the snaps!
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Sorry I spelled it out my phone doesn’t have “snaps” emojis but u get it lol
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I’m old school. Give me words over emojis any day!
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Cool lol
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Beautiful! You are a talented poet!🌸
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Thank you. I’m glad you like my work.
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Well done!
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome!
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